Arr, in the tropics where parrots do squawk, ye'll find me in a jug of rum, on ships at dock! With a zesty hue and a tart surprise, I'm the chartreuse treasure in pirates' eyes.

The more I'm seen, the more my existence is validated I'm not liked but I will find ways to reveal myself before you relentlessly I might abhor you but your reactions help me improve If you hate me enough, I'll leave you alone for a price. Temporarily

A Northern Squiggle adorned me with plumage in American history I am also the head of a fun guy - do you like macaroni?

To do it you need two lips. You’ll hear it when you board ships. You might also hear it if you shake your hips. It is hard to do if you are eating chips.

I sit here quite contrary, rather out of the ordinary, with nothing to do except decipher a clue. What is this state I live in?